I got into the ferry at 10 at night. A few boats crossed in the moonlight. I could hear the water lapping against out ferry over the party that was beginning to start on the lower decks.
In the morning, when I awoke after a disturbed nap of 45 minutes, I was overwhelmed by the amount of boat traffic on the same calm, moonlit river, that I had seen the day before.
Really, Dhaka at its best!
